Leo landed in an alley in Queens.
The No. 2 glasses in his hand were already fitted over his eyes.
Unlike the previous headband-style glasses, these looked much more ordinary and fit his eyes much better.
When activated, a simulated layer appeared over Leo's face, transforming his features into those of another person.
Because the glasses fit so closely, the simulation didn't look abrupt at all. Even the expressions it produced were vivid and lifelike, incredibly realistic.
He lightly pressed the edge of the frame, and the simulated layer immediately vanished.
Revealing Leo's handsome face once more.
The glasses' scanning abilities had also improved considerably. When he looked at the several bodyguards by the entrance, the system quickly retrieved their identities, physical fitness, whether they were carrying weapons, and other data.
The eyeballs followed the cursor. Some things no longer required voice confirmation; a glance was enough to handle them directly.
The technology in these glasses was already no worse than the detection system in the Iron Man Armor.
There was even no need to transform them into the shape of a phone. He simply slipped them into his pocket.
Then he walked toward the fast-food restaurant's entrance.
Because of Golden Light, Zost also knew that Leo had arrived and quickly came out.
Under the astonished gazes of the eight bodyguards nearby, he ushered Leo inside.
"Who's that kid? Why did the boss come out to receive him personally? Is he the boss's son?"
"Doesn't look like it. The boss seems somewhat respectful and frightened, just like we usually are when we see him. He definitely isn't his son. Captain, do you know?"
"Shut up! Don't talk about this."
"Zost, how are things going lately?"
"There are more than thirteen hundred people in Black Prison altogether. They've all been brought